Elizabeth “Whiz” R. Harris

IRVINGTON—Elizabeth “Whiz” Robinson Harris, 67, died November 4 at her home in Irvington, following a long illness. Whiz had a good soul and was loved by many friends and family. At her request, no service will be held, and her family will spread her ashes over Carter’s Creek.

Whiz was born in Roanoke, to Hiter and Libby Harris, moving to Richmond as an infant. She immensely enjoyed her days at Collegiate School and graduated in 1975 as an academic and social star. After graduating from Hollins College in 1979, she followed in her father‘s footsteps to New York to begin a long career in banking. She worked at Chemical Bank for over seven years at which time she continued her banking career in Richmond.

Over time, she was gradually pulled to the Northern Neck and moved her career to full-time philanthropic development as the director of development at Rappahannock Westminster-Canterbury. While there, she not only served her community but also gained many friendships.

Whiz loved many things and people—the river, her lifelong friends, the Irvington community and Tutty—but the one love was her twin sister, Mary. They were one-of-a-kind residing in two people. They could finish each other’s thoughts, swapped places in grade school (much to their teachers chagrin), and once traded the exact same birthday card with the exact same message inside. Her body may be gone but those memories will remain.

She is survived by her twin sister, Dr. Mary Harris of Baltimore, Md.; her brother, Hiter Harris III of Richmond, (Jil Harris); and her nephew and nieces, Hiter Harris IV (Noor Harris) of Charlotte, N.C., Tyler Harris Rose (Tim Rose) of Alexandria and Katie Harris Storer (Peter Storer) of New York, and their son Henry Storer. 

She was preceded in death by Hiter Harris Jr. and Libby Harris.

Whiz would appreciate being honored by a contribution to your favorite charity, but if you have trouble choosing, Rappahannock Westminster-Canterbury, Hollins University, or The Collegiate School of Richmond would be fine choices. 

Rejoice that Whiz is looking down on us with a big smile and no pain….but still dreaming of the river.